Showing posts with label beards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beards. Show all posts

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Facial Hair & Christian Resentment

by Dominick Dodgson 

We were a group of seventh-graders on the bus, making our way to the first basketball game of the season. “I think facial hair is gross; it’s so itchy,” I said with a look of disgust.  “I will never grow a beard.” The discussion was around my friend’s illustrious beard that had grown in over the summer. When you’re 12, you don’t really think about the science of puberty. As far as we were concerned, our friend was a master face-gardener, having access to some magical pubescent Miracle-Gro and making sure to water it daily.

I remember how vehemently I reacted to the idea of having a beard. I made a spectacle, cursing facial hair and swearing off it forever. I was better off without it, so there.

The reality was I couldn’t grow a beard.

But deep down, I wanted one. So bad. Yet, rather than admit that I longed for a beard but didn’t have the machismo (or what I later found out to be “hormones”) to get one, it was much easier and better for my ego to pretend I didn’t want it at all.

This phenomenon is what the philosopher Nietzsche called ressentiment (French for “resentment”) and his observation of its prevalence among Christians was one of the main reasons he couldn’t stand them. (For a contemporary example of others being a little upset by this phenomenon among Christians, see the 2004 movie Saved!). Essentially, Nietzsche says, we all want power. But if we are too weak to get it, we pretend we don’t want it at all, in fact, we pretend we want the opposite, both to stick it to the powerful and to save our own egos.

And I have to agree with Nietzsche. We do this a lot and not just with regard to facial hair.

My favorite example is the bumper sticker: “My real treasure is in heaven,” which you’ll most often see stuck to the back of an old jalopy. What does this bumper sticker mean? Forget your BMW, I don’t even want it because my treasure is better than yours, but it’s, er, not quite here yet. BUT JUST YOU WAIT!

When I taught ethics at a Christian university, I would use this example and then ask: “How many of you, if you had that sticker on your car, would turn down a BMW if someone offered it to you, no strings attached?”

Having asked hundreds of students, not one has ever raised a hand. Hmmm.

What happened to real treasure being in heaven? Well, it is, until we get a good job and we don’t need it to be. What happened to suffering being part of what it means to be a Christian? Well, it is, until we can avoid it. What happened to the blessing of being poor?  Well it is, until we’re not, and then of course Jesus didn’t mean that literally. What happened to a church leader’s proclamation “we’re proud to be a small church because it means we are faithful?”  Well that’s true, until you grow, then you’re proud because your growth means you are faithful.

Nietzsche’s point is that Christians don’t seem to take Jesus very seriously, using Jesus’ virtues simply as a placeholder until they gain access to what they really want: money and power. That is to say, he calls out hypocrisy because he sees hypocrisy all around. His call to authenticity and honesty asks us to take a hard look inward, to see if we are simply using Jesus’ virtues as a palliative on the path to our vices.

While many would consider Nietzsche an enemy of Christianity, I call him a prophet. Like the biblical prophets, when it comes to his concept of ressentiment, he holds up a mirror to our hypocrisy and calls us to repentance.

He asks us to admit our desire for beards. And I believe it’s in that place of raw honesty that God begins to work. 

Dominick Dodgson is a professor of philosophy & ethics who consumes pop-culture and pretends it's "research." You can follow him on Twitter @dedodgson and read more posts at www.dominickdodgson.com. 

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Friday, March 8, 2013

Why I Shaved My Beard: Thoughts on Fear, Chaos and Community

James Harden, beard, Oklahoma City, Thunder, basketball
Fear the beard.
by Ben Howard

I shaved my beard yesterday.

That may not mean a lot to you, but it means something to me. The only time I shave, or get a haircut for that matter, is when I'm in need of some kind of emotional catharsis. And lately, I've needed that kind of emotional release.

Let me explain. I'm terrified.

I'm terrified by this endeavor and how it's become such a huge part of my life.

I'm terrified by how much it has grown. I track my page views daily (which I realize is crazy narcissistic, but it's part of being a blogger), and I honestly can't believe how much the place has grown.

I'm terrified by how I feel things have matured, both in terms of other talented writers joining me and the way I can see my own writing improving.

But what I'm really terrified of are none of those things. I'm terrified of failing. The better I feel about this endeavor, the more I realize that it would hurt if it all turned south and went down in flames. Or even worse, if it just wasted away, starving until nothing was left but the shell it left behind.

But I am scared that in an attempt to stave off failure, I'll change, and that I won't like who I become. I want to bring you beauty, and humor, and spur your mind and your imagination about what it means to be live in this world, and what it means to seek after a better one.

But I also want you to like me. I want you to read my posts. I want you to say nice things about me. Sometimes these desires work together, and sometimes they don't. Sometimes I worry about which one is winning.
Smurfs, tug-of-war
Ugh, feelings.

Life is messy. I know it's messy, but I don't want it to be. Sometimes I pretend it's not. Sometimes I let it all show. That's why community is so useful. It's a place to let it all show.

I assume this chaotic tug-of-war is present in everyone. We battle our own emotions, desires, needs, and fears on a daily basis. Too often we seek easy answers about ourselves and others. We attempt to clarify our emotions and motivations in an attempt to explain ourselves. We attempt to uncover the motivations of others by dissecting their actions.

We assign grand narrative arcs to ourselves and those around us that look very tidy and clean and believable, but which ultimately bear little relation to the jagged, chaotic tumble of everyday life. We rarely know the whole story, even when it comes to our own interior struggles.

This is where I find the importance of community. We let people in and we let them know us, and in the process of letting them discover who we are, we attempt to know ourselves a little better. 

It's scary to be that vulnerable. I'm nervous right now that you'll read this and see me as self-absorbed, or needy, and to be honest, that is who I am. I'm a chaotic mix of diverging emotions most of the time. I rarely make sense even to myself.

Through that vulnerability and through this growth within our communities, experiencing pain and joy alongside others, we learn about them and about ourselves. The discoveries we make aren't always pretty, sometimes they're quite disappointing, but they allow us to grow and develop.

These communities allow us to overcome fear and failure, insecurities and chaos, and live into a better version of ourselves and a better version of our world. Sometimes they help us to know that we just need catharsis, that we just need a release.

That's what I needed.
 
And that's why I shaved my beard.

Peace,
Ben

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Friday, September 28, 2012

The Election Chronicles: Top Five Presidents that Look Like Jesus

by Jonathan Harrison

"He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him,
nothing in his appearance that we should desire him." (Isaiah 53:2 NIV)

Of course, Isaiah forgot to mention  that Jesus would resemble a white Anglo Saxon Protestant with a pleasant smile. We can't really blame him though; Isaiah wrote in the 8th century BC, long before artistic interpretations of the Savior could be painted by White Anglo Saxon Males (who would be Protestant if they had a choice, naturally) and posted in every sanctuary in the Mediterranean. Logically speaking, if Jesus were to resemble anyone in the history of the world, it would be one of the members of the elitist of the elite WASPs: our U.S. Presidents (except for Kennedy and Obama {obviously}). Today I give you, the top five U.S. presidents that look like Jesus.


Martin Van Buren
Claim to Fame: 8th President
Little Known Facts: First president to be born a U.S. citizen. Also only president to not grow up speaking English, which brings into serious question whether he was actually qualified to be president (as the liberal media would like you to forget).
Beard factor.  Not really bearded, but he paved the way. Sweet burns though.





Rutherford B. Hayes
Claim to Fame:19th President
Little known fact: At one time, he was alive.
Beard Factor:  X 10. Dude had a sick beard though. Leader in the clubhouse?







Ulysses S. Grant
Claim to Fame: 18th President
Little known fact: His autobiography is considered the best of its kind. Also raging drunkard according to the Animaniacs. Finally, in 1999 he appeared in the Will Smith steam-punk film "Wild Wild West." Sources say this was not actually him, but an actor in disguise.
Beard Factor X 7, maybe good enough for an apostle.







James Garfield:
Claim to Fame: 20th Presidency
Little known fact: Presidency lasted 200 days. 2nd shortest Presidency (got shot). A famous orange cat is named after him because, according to the creator, the name reminded him of "...a fat cat...or a St. Bernard...or a neat line of thermal underwear." Incidentally, James Garfield owned a pair of thermal underwear (unsourced).
Beard Factor:  X 9. Sadly, unlike the office of president, there is no vice-Christ. Sorry James.







Benjamin Harrison
Claim to Fame: 23rd President
Little known fact: Was first president to offer a billion dollar budget making him yet another tax and spend liberal. Was a republican. Had beard.
Beard Factor X8 (Editor's note: I think this is where my beard is at the moment. Good job namesake.)




I hope you've enjoyed this exploration of United States history. Now go out there and literally vote Jesus for President. Or at least make Mitt Romney grow a little stubble.

Jonathan wrote this. He is a person. He does not have a beard. He makes up for it by having Twitter: @jonateharrison.

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